I'll make you the furnace and the cauldron, so you can refine Yin and Yang and prove the Great

Yin Lingyue was pressed against the edge of the array wall by Li Hanshan, her dark purple eyes filled with resentment and humiliation. Pure Yang energy slowly flowed into her meridians along the point where the two were joined, like molten lava flowing into a frozen river.

At first, everything was the same as before. Her spiritual power was sealed, her body resisted, and she bit her lip, refusing to make a sound. However, when that pure yang energy penetrated deep into the edge of her dantian, Li Hanshan suddenly felt something was amiss.

As the warm, pure Yang energy circulated within her body, it was subtly drawn away from its original path by something. That pulling force was extremely weak; had his Nascent Soul level divine sense not been sufficiently sharp, he would have barely noticed it. He stopped, looking down at the flushed Nascent Soul female cultivator beneath him, his brows slightly raised.

He separated a wisp of his divine sense and probed into the depths of her dantian along the direction of the pulling force. Within Yin Lingyue's dantian, an extremely dense and pure yin energy source was slowly rotating, like a dark gem sealed within ice. But this energy source was different from any other Yinquan Sect cultivator he had ever seen before—it contained an extremely faint golden pattern, like fine gold threads that had been crushed and mixed in.

The moment the pure Yang energy came into contact with the golden pattern, Li Hanshan felt an extremely pure energy flow back into her body, surging into his meridians along the point where the two were connected. That energy was gentler than ordinary Nascent Soul essence, closer to a kind of Yin-Yang fusion, as if it had blended two completely opposite forces together.

Yin Lingyue seemed to sense something was amiss. She opened her eyes, a hint of confusion and surprise flashing in her dark purple pupils, her voice hoarse and urgent: "You... what did you do?"

"You're asking me?" Li Hanshan was also somewhat surprised, but the energy flowing in was too tempting, like a spring of sweet water placed before a thirsty traveler, impossible to refuse. He sensed it for a moment and quickly understood the source of the energy—the Yin Spirit Moon's Yin Sha essence contained a trace of extremely rare "Mysterious Yin True Breath," a special physique he had never seen in anyone before.

The Profound Yin True Breath is an extremely special acquired constitution that requires a delicate balance between extreme Yin and extreme Yang forces within the body to form naturally.

Yin Lingyue cultivated the Yin Sha technique for hundreds of years. Unintentionally, she accumulated a trace of extremely Yang energy deep in her meridians, which was completely different from the Yin Sha power. The two coexisted and interacted with each other in her body for a long time, and finally refined this wisp of Xuan Yin True Breath.

If he could refine and absorb this wisp of true energy, it would be an extremely beneficial tonic for his pure yang energy.

Without further hesitation, he pushed the Yang Book Technique to its limit, and the pure Yang energy flowed into her body like a golden river, precisely enveloping the profound Yin true energy mixed in with the Yin Sha origin, peeling it away little by little, guiding it, and absorbing it into his dantian.

Yin Lingyue felt as if something was being drained from her body. The feeling wasn't painful, but it brought an indescribable emptiness, causing her to involuntarily clench the fabric beneath her. She wanted to ask him what he was doing, but the warmth from the pure yang energy flowing into her body rendered her speechless.

The moment Li Hanshan guided that wisp of Profound Yin True Breath into his dantian, the golden light on the surface of his divine infant suddenly surged. The bottleneck, which had only been slightly loose, began to tremble violently the instant the Profound Yin True Breath merged with the Pure Yang Qi. Overjoyed, he refined that energy with all his might, guiding his divine infant toward the threshold of the eighth level of the Nascent Soul stage.

The barrier between the ninth and tenth levels of the Nascent Soul realm began to show fine cracks under the impact of the pure Yin-Yang power of the Profound Yin True Breath. Once, twice, three times—finally, with a muffled bang, the threshold that had stood there for so long shattered in the middle, like ice being pierced by a red-hot iron rod.

Nascent Soul Stage 10!

This is a genuine peak Nascent Soul stage cultivator!

A surge of powerful spiritual energy coursed through his meridians, and the golden light on the surface of the divine infant was twice as bright as before. The quality of the pure Yang energy was also further refined in the impact of this breakthrough. He remained inside her body, feeling the unprecedented fullness, as if every pore on his body was cheering with joy.

Yin Lingyue lay beneath him, her dark purple eyes filled with shock. She could feel Li Hanshan's aura surge dramatically in that instant, a clear sign of a breakthrough. "You...you broke through to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage?" Her voice was filled with undisguised astonishment. "Breaking through using my body?"

Li Hanshan looked down at the Nascent Soul female cultivator beneath him, her face flushed and her breathing rapid, a satisfied smile appearing on his lips: "Your physique is quite interesting. Profound Yin True Breath—you've been in the Yin Spring Sect for hundreds of years, and no one has noticed?"

Yin Lingyue was stunned. Profound Yin True Breath—she had never heard of this term before, but the feeling of being drained just now was so real that it didn't seem like an illusion. She wanted to ask more questions, but Li Hanshan lowered his head and sealed her lips with his, silencing all her questions.

Pure Yang energy surged into her body once more, this time not just a tentative wisp, but like a torrent bursting its banks, stripping away and refining the remaining Xuan Yin True Qi within her Yin Sha Origin. Yin Lingyue's body trembled violently beneath him, a tingling, warm sensation spreading through her limbs and bones, a feeling akin to bones soaked in warm water, both soft and aching.

"You..." She managed to squeeze out a single word through clenched teeth, but could no longer utter a complete sentence.

Li Hanshan didn't stop. After breaking through to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, his pure Yang energy had become much more refined, like a pair of hands honed to perfection, precisely grasping the last wisp of true energy within her body, completely extracting, refining, and incorporating it into his dantian. When he finally stopped, he felt the spiritual energy flowing smoothly through his meridians like never before, and a layer of lustrous golden light swirling around the surface of his divine infant, making it more transparent and solid than before the breakthrough.

Yin Lingyue nestled in his arms, all her strength seemingly drained away, even lifting a finger was difficult. Her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her breathing gradually returning to steady. She bit her lip, her dark purple eyes churning with complex emotions—resentment, humiliation, and indignation…

For the next two months, Li Hanshan hardly left that trapped formation.

The dark red array walls continued to swirl above the valley, like an iron cage isolating the world. He completely took control of the array from Yin Lingyue, reinforced it several times, and after confirming that it could not be easily broken from the outside, he settled down inside the array with peace of mind.

His goals were clear: first, to consolidate his cultivation with the help of the Yin Spirit Moon; and second, to plant Yin patterns.

Back when he was at the Hehuan Sect in the Northern Wilderness, he spent a few days planting Hua Nongying's Yang pattern until three petals bloomed. Hua's effort was far less than that used to deal with Yin Lingyue.

But back then, Hua Nongying was just a cultivator.

Yinlingyue is a spirit.

To implant the Yang Mark within her body, powerful enough to control life and death, would require far more attempts and time than before.

This was under the condition that Yin Lingyue was completely powerless to resist; if she were at her peak, the difficulty would be even greater.

So he took Yinlingyue as the object of his refinement.

The first thing I do every morning when I wake up is to pull her over and bully her.

Once in the morning, once at noon, and once more in the afternoon and evening.

no way.

In order to plant the Yang pattern as soon as possible and make the flower bloom with three petals, Li Hanshan had no choice but to transform into an old ox and work tirelessly. If he hadn't cultivated the Nine Revolutions Golden Body Technique, he wouldn't have been able to achieve this.

Yin Lingyue was humiliated to the extreme.

In the treacherous Yin Quan Sect, she disguised herself as an old woman for hundreds of years to preserve her innocence, and her body remained intact.

Now, however, they are being ruthlessly tormented by Li Hanshan.

Each time, the pure Yang energy circulated several times through her meridians, repeatedly nourishing, catalyzing, and strengthening the seed. After a short rest in the afternoon to recover her spiritual energy, she continued. This process also continued into the night.

Yin Lingyue went from initial fierce struggle to later helplessness and then to numb submission in just half a month. Her spiritual power was sealed, and her physical strength was dwindling due to the prolonged consumption of energy. Even maintaining consciousness required a great deal of willpower.

She tried cursing him. She used the most vicious language of the Demonic Sect, cursing him from his ancestors for eighteen generations to his future descendants. Li Hanshan pretended not to hear, continuing what he was doing, occasionally reminding her, "Save your energy, we have to continue tomorrow."

She tried threatening him, saying that if she escaped, she would tear him to pieces. He simply nodded, then bent down and continued, showing her through his actions that the threat was meaningless, and even deliberately trying to make Yin Lingyue's body react.

This is the most painful part for Yinlingyue.

She also tried completely ignoring him, closing her eyes and letting him do as he pleased like a corpse.

But he always found a way to make her open her eyes again, sometimes by changing the force of his movements, sometimes by deliberately whispering something in her ear that would make her blush.

After ten days, Yin Lingyue finally stopped cursing.

Her dark purple eyes, initially filled with anger and humiliation, gradually turned into a hollow numbness. She could feel the invisible line on her lower abdomen growing clearer day by day, from a faint, barely perceptible seed mark to a deeper, more pronounced line, like ink being repeatedly drawn. She didn't know what it was, but instinctively knew it was definitely not a good thing.

The only thing that comforted her was that Li Hanshan hadn't drained her dry. You see, cultivators of the Hehuan Sect were all incredibly skilled at absorbing spiritual energy.

After twenty days, she began to resign herself to her fate.

It wasn't a willing resignation, but rather a choice made after realizing she had no chance of escape—she chose the least strenuous way to cope: she didn't struggle, didn't curse, and didn't try to negotiate with him. She simply closed her eyes, letting him do as he pleased, suppressing all her emotions deep within her heart, waiting for a turning point that might never come.

On the thirtieth day, Li Hanshan finally completed the hundred-times-slash.

They bullied Yin Lingyue a hundred times over.